Mo Ye kept his eyes closed, focusing on the steps under his feet, and at the same time using his mental power to probe his surroundings, although he almost hit a tree the first time he did so. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The core of spiritual power is full of cracks, and Mo Ye's mental power control ability has been greatly affected because of this, and the overflow of spiritual power is only the most obvious point of it.

In addition, the preparation time for casting magic, as well as the accuracy of it, are affected to varying degrees.

This is the same as motor nerve damage, the brain obviously gives the handshake command, but because the nerve damage instruction cannot be accurately communicated, the fingers become stiff and twitch and cannot respond to the instruction.

What Mo Ye is doing now is equivalent to physiotherapy, but it is not the arms and legs that are exercised, but the core of mental power.

Her spiritual power expanded outward like a thin thread, wrapping around her body, instead of observing the road with her eyes, each thread of spiritual power receiving different instructions.

Multitasking, controlling each thread of mental power separately, this is the most basic mental power exercise, and Mo Ye didn't expect that he would actually start doing this kind of exercise again after he became a magister.

During this time, he had been reading the magic codex every day, doing mental control training, and meditating, which made Mo Ye seem to have returned to the period when he first began to learn magic.

When I was a first-class magician, I repeated my mechanical life every day after day.

If you can freely release magic under the powerful spiritual suppression of the cemetery, and restrain the undead aura from teasing the dark spiritual power to maintain the stability of the dark spiritual power, then the early recovery goal of the ink night will be achieved.

Suddenly, a blinding white light appeared in the dark fog, and the holy light fell behind Mo Ye and collided with a skeleton warrior, "Ahhhh

The screams of the skeletal warriors reverberated through the air.

Using dark spiritual power to cast light magic against undead creatures is something that ordinary magicians can't really do.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Ye would not do this, but since it was to exercise the spiritual power of the dark system, the special situation naturally had to be treated specially.

Running in this foggy forest is more than just running and tackling various undead obstacles, and the Bone Warrior is the least threatening of them all.

Mo Ye's morning jog can be regarded as a kind of compound training, whether it is the suppression of the gravity ring of the body or the suppression of mental power, under the double pressure of body and mind, it is also necessary to deal with these undead creatures that pop up from time to time.

The ball of light exploded in the head of the Skeleton Warrior, and the bursting light covered the Skeleton Warrior's body, and the skeleton in armor fell to its knees and struggled for a while before becoming motionless.

While solving the skeleton warrior, Mo Ye did not stop the pace of long-distance running, and the rhythm of running could not be messed up until the planned goal specified by Xiao Qi was completed.

Mo Ye finally gasped and spoke before Xiao Qi said a bunch of passionate chicken soup that he didn't know where to find it from the Star Network, "Xiao Qi, be quiet." ”

When Moye returned to the Magic Tower, the skeleton appeared and Odom was wiping the magic crystal, "Good morning, Lord Moye, breakfast is ready for you. ”

"Good morning. Mo Ye looked at the dining table in the hall on the first floor, and couldn't ask too much for a skeleton butler's cooking skills.

After eating, Mo Ye went to the library upstairs, and took out the magic codex that he hadn't finished reading yesterday from the bookcase on the entire wall, "Special Attribute Mental Power Control", "On the Influence of Dark Spiritual Power on Character", "Origin of Magic"

These books are not books on advanced magical knowledge, but are mostly research and academic articles based on written theories, and the collection of these magic books shows that Orosius, the legendary Necromancer, was actually a research-oriented magician who was keen on academics.

His own unscrupulous master is the opposite, and the content of magic academic research in Aifan's collection is very scarce, which is also reflected in the magic education that Mo Ye received since childhood, and Ivan is more inclined to toss in actual combat, and pays more attention to the practicality of magic... Uh, or maybe it's fun.

For Evan, magic is not an esoteric academic but a practical technique, and there is nothing wrong with either direction, but the emphasis is different and the style is different.

Mo Ye was influenced by Ai Fan, and he also focused more on actual combat use in his magic practice, but due to the restrictions of his mental power talent during the Logar Continent period, Ai Fan's terrifying talent that was unattainable to mortals was something that Mo Ye did not have.

She had to find ways to improve the efficiency of her practice by thoroughly studying the theory, which made Mo Ye unknowingly also involved in the academic study of magic, and accidentally grasped both theory and practice.

Unlike Evan, who is completely impatient with all kinds of magical academic papers, Mo Ye has always been very interested in the academic study of magic.

Putting aside the war between the Insect Domain and the Star Alliance, not thinking about what other conspiracy plans Sean had, and not caring about the possible hatred between the Star Alliance Council and Guild and Ausvid, Mo Ye put aside all the worries of the Star Alliance and devoted himself to magic cultivation and physical training, emptying all the distractions in his mind.

The impetuous and anxious mood gradually calmed down in the reading and practice day after day, and the medicinal effect latent in the body after the body was exhausted to the extreme, and the effect of the medicine latent in the body was stimulated again and again to consolidate the physique, and the interval between the occurrence of the overflow of dark spiritual power became longer and longer, from the beginning of the deep meditation to once every two or three days, until now it occasionally occurs once in ten days and half a month, everything is developing in a good direction.

It doesn't have to happen once, and the mental power that is out of control is controlled.

Mo Ye put down the magic codex in his hand, closed his eyes and began to meditate, taking advantage of the special environment of the cemetery to suppress the spiritual power and condense the spiritual power core, and repair the cracks.

The colorless and black dark spiritual power around the core of the spiritual power of the ink night are intertwined and rotated, and the dark attribute and the non-attribute spiritual power that were in absolute suppression positioning some time ago have finally returned to a state of equilibrium at this time.

Mo Ye is not sensitive to the passage of time, especially staying in a place like a cemetery, where three months have passed in a blink of an eye.

When the last physical training was over, Mo Ye suddenly felt that the world had become lighter, and physical training was definitely not a pleasant thing for a magician.

Xiao Qi shook his feet, "Master, you want to go out?"

"Well, I'm going to go to Tomb Island. ”

There are seven grave islands in the cemetery, and Mo Ye has only been to three of them.

When Mo Ye arrived at the Five Star Tomb Island, it was already close to evening, the coast was deserted and deserted, but the inland towns were bustling.

Mo Ye chose a restaurant at random, and sat in the corner by the window on the second floor, and the people around him did not notice that there was a living person mixed in the crowd.

If you don't meet the Night's Watchman, the chances of Ink Night being identified are low.

The food in the restaurant is all pure energy bodies, just made into the appearance of various dishes, and the bricks look disgusting.

Don't ask too much about texture and taste.

Mo Ye looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, these people who looked nothing unusual had long since died, and most of them couldn't even remember how many years they had been dead, sleeping and waking up and sleeping again until the last trace of energy was exhausted, and the soul finally dissipated in this cemetery.

Is this considered eternal life, in a sense, the lives of these people have been extended.

But they are trapped in this place forever, and most of the people here are content with this situation, even if it is just a repetition of the previous day every day, but when they may be devoured by evil spirits, they still fear death from the bottom of their hearts, even if they are already dead.

However, there are also people who are unwilling to do so, and Mo Ye remembers the night watchman who was about to leave at that time.

His Excellency suddenly began to think about the meaning of life, a profound question that could not be answered in a standard way.

This kind of divergent thinking is a way to relax the mind for Mo Ye, of course, the premise of all this is not to inexplicably burrow into a dead end and force yourself into a psychopath.

Mo Ye regularly repeats his daily life in the cemetery, but the Star Covenant outside the cemetery is far less peaceful than in the cemetery.

The wormhole disappeared, and the citizens near the original battlefield were still immersed in this brief joy, and the ring of light that intersected with the Chaos Star Domain began the first large-scale Zerg migration after a few days of calm.

It all started out like the usual day, and the defensive line near the ring light belt was still in full swing.

Patrol ships from all sides are on duty in their respective areas.

The mutation came without warning.

The first line of defense pulled up near the ring light belt was simply unable to withstand the surging Zerg army like a wave.

The original wormhole was a space teleportation point for suspicious destruction in a small area, and the ring band of light spanning dozens of galaxies was impossible to achieve a seamless defense.

It's okay to block the faucet, but how to block the ocean?

Even if you want to reclaim the sea, it will not be completed suspiciously overnight, not to mention that this ocean has already been filled with huge waves.

"Stronghold Seven loses signal"

"Colony 15 loses signal feedback"

"Satellite defense posts are all lost"

One bad news after another is conveyed upwards in layers.

This was a planned and unified Zerg raid, and hundreds of billions of Zerg armies rushed out of the ring light belt.

Like a scarlet wave, tearing apart the fledgling defense construction project of the chaotic star field, the outpost in front was submerged and swallowed by the insect tide in a very short period of time, and it was too late to make any warning notice, everything was so unforeseen and so sudden.

By the time the outpost on the second line of defense discovered the anomaly, the detection light curtain had been taken over by a scarlet patch, and the starry sky had been rendered bloody.

The staff at the satellite outpost workstation fell to the ground with a plate of instant barbecue, shouting hoarsely, "Zerg found, a large number of zerg, call for support, call for support"

"Oh my God"

With that amount, just looking at the dense red in the light curtain seems to be about to be submerged.

ps, today is also a small plus a more ╮ (╯▽╰) ╭